I desperately clawed at the chain, pulling it out, the leather rustling against the sofa.
The bag was still open.
I fumbled inside.
A single pill rolled out, falling onto the carpet.
That’s it!
This was just an emergency slow–release pill.
It wouldn’t work as fast as the inhaler, but it could buy me a little more time.
I was practically in tears.
But just as I stretched out my hand, and my fingertips were about to touch the pill–a high heel stomped down.
Right in front of my face, the heel repeatedly ground the pill into the carpet.
It was Chloe.
She smirked, looking down at me, her foot still grinding.
“Oops, almost let you take your medicine.”
My blood rushed to my head.
“Get lost! I’ll kill you! My mom won’t let you get away with this!”
The suffocating sensation overwhelmed me.
After screaming that, collapsed back onto the sofa, like a dying animal trapped in a cage.
“Hehe, watching you rage so helplessly makes me so happy”
Chloe crouched down, poking my face with her long fingernails.
You deserve this, trying to steal what’s mine. Liam is *mine*. Even if I don’t want him, he’s certainly not for you.”
With that, she forcefully grabbed my hair.
“Alright, you can die now.”
7:26 AM P
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My scalp screamed in pain from the tugging.
I tried to struggle.
But I didn’t even have the strength to lift my hand.
“I’m… Scarlett Vance-”
Through my blurred vision, Chloe’s face was a distorted, grotesque mask.
She cut me off.
“Liam’s over there drinking.”
She leaned closer to my ear, her voice sickly sweet.
“He couldn’t care less about you. Do you think he’d be sad if you died right now?”
I tried to bite her hand, but she easily dodged me.
She stood up, patted my cheek, then yelled to Liam in the distance.
“Liam, come look! Scarlett seems really mad!”
Liam was called over by her.
He looked at me, limp on the sofa, his brows furrowing even deeper.
“What are you throwing a fit about now? It’s just period cramps, don’t act like you’re dying. Every woman gets cramps.”
“I… I really have…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Have asthma…”
Liam’s gaze swept over my pale face, then to Chloe.
Chloe shrugged helplessly, indicating she couldn’t do anything.
Liam’s gaze settled on me, filled with utter disappointment.
“Scarlett, I’m so sick of this. If you keep acting like this, we’re over.”
With that, he turned sharply and walked away.
Chloe scurried behind him, not forgetting to turn back and flash me a ‘V‘ sign.
I felt like my lungs were a leaky bellows, every breath a tearing pain.
The snowflakes in my vision grew denser.
